Today is the 19th August 2009 . Well well, i suppose all my friends are hardworking now at this moment, but me, as usual . I haven't felt the urge yet .

But anyway, i got lotsa photos piling high and i thought i'll give it a shot to clear it off to my online diary .

Guess i'm gonna have to print all my posts out and compile it into a book so that when i got memory loss someday i could open it up and read about my life . . . my wonderful life .

Dear finally got free after national day so i'm staying over his place during weekends again . Though we squeeze in a single bed and i always face the wall and sleep like a pole, but i prefer that way . At least, better than at my place, separated into two beds .

Got nothing better to do and finding something to do because i had nothing to do, haha, car park coupon was my toy . Tore up every single tab and tried to make it stand which was, most of all, kinda fun to me . Well, kampong kids ?

And i bet kampong kids sure have long hair, so that day my sis played with my hair because her hair was too layered to be played with . Guess what ? I'm barbie ( in ugly disguise ) for the day .

First up, she tried to tie a ribbon like Lady GaGa but seriously, you need really long hair to do it, else wise, your ribbon is gonna end up like two pop ups because it's very too small .

Like this : -

Supposed to tie it with a very nice, cute, fluffy ( so not me ) rubber band so that the middle knot of the ribbon is pretty because all you see is nice, cute, fluffy rubber band and not hair twisting around like crazy .

Here goes the girl with tortured hair, suffering hair pain ( or rather scalp pain ) .

Then when she finishes with the ribbon, she untie and i thought everything was over - hell yeah ! But i was wrong .

Here came another hair style, which, also very-not-my-style kinda style . A hair made rose to my head . Yeah, rose . I . . . rose . . . me . . fine . . . . . . . .

If you see it right like a normal person does, haha, yeah the rose is made outta braids, then curl it up and it looks like a rose to anyone .

Yeah, so end of being an ugly barbie . Curtains closed .

I know this might be very expired photographs, but please bear with me because i wasn't busy, i was just lazy and, well, not in a mood previously .

The accident he had weeks ago made him decide to re-spray his car a brand new look, adding on a matt black color to his bonnet and boot .

And this was before collection, poor car locked inside a paint-smelling room left to dry, with shit on the glass window .

And after the paint is done . New look, new smell, sure stinks .

Happy about it, i sat in that car that day wondering if i was back in my secondary school spraying paint on my 'O' levels D&T artifact .

Can't be dreaming anymore, Chantel, those days are way over .

Back to national day, the day i thought i used to love it because of school holidays, but sure not now, not anymore .

Goodie bags for the participants, guess how many are there in his boot ?

What's your answer ? NO PEEKING I TELL YA ! NO ! ! !

Okay, it's seven .

And i wonder why there're these photographs in my folder so i though i'd share them as well .

Break time for them seems like fun . I like the third picture though .

And on the actual day - 9th August 2009 .

Do you see him ? Or anyone you know perhaps ?

Take a closer look .

And closer .

And the camera couldn't take anymore closer shots, damn it .

So i ran to the other venue, where i, geniusly found them, not know it, but i found it .

Attention now . . .

And relax .

Ta dah . See that face ?

And back to attention, but i captured one guy peeking . Yiacks !

So everything came so military-ly, with the vehicles . . canons .

And a van popped outta nowhere . Funny thing is, the exterior designs asked everyone who is looking : "你吃了吗?" .

LOL !

Had quite a day that day squeezing and smelling people's underarm . Sure increases my health . . . Well, just hope i could get to work real soon .

Wish me luck ~

=)